Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1887-05-21

DONN NE NBNi " llh a SGLASh
shout of delight from the crowd, who always
like to see an aggressnr laid low, his head
humping with considerable force against the
Intel of the door For a moment he Law still
and John was afraid that the man was really
hurt. Presently. however he rose and with
out attempting any further hostile demonstra-
| ton or saying single word, tramped off
| toward the house. leaving his enemy to COM
pose his ruffied nerves as best he could. Now
John, like most gentlemen, hated row with
| all his heart, though he had the Anglo-Saxon
| tendency to go through with 1t unfiincbingly
when once it began Indeed. the whole thing
| irritated him beyond bearing, for be knew
that the story would, with additions, go the
round of the country side, and. what is more,
| that he mad made a powerful and implacable
enemy
This is all your fault you drunken little
| blackguardl" be said turning savasely on the
tottie who. now that his excitement had left
him, was sniveling and driveling in an in
toxicated fashion, and calling him his pre-
server and his baas in maudlin accents.
Ale hit me, baas; he hit me- and did not
take the forage He is a bad man, Baas
Muller"
DE th Will you anu FtG fllt' I0TstN IN
SPAWNED; you arc half drunk" he growled,
and. having seen the opeI alton advancing to
| a conclusion, he went to the sitting room of
the hotel. where Bessie WIS Whiting in happy
| ignorance of the disturbance 1t was not till
| they were we'll nn their homeward way that
| he told her what had passed. wIlereat, remem-
| bering the scene she had herself gone through
with Frank Muller, and The threats that he
] had then made USE of she looked very grave
| Her Old un lie, tso. was much iut out when
| he heard the story on then arrival home that
| evening.
You have made All enemy, Capt Mel, :
he said, 'Gnd bad one Not int what Won
| were right 20 StaHi up for the Hottentot |
| would have done as much myself had l been
there and ten years younger, hut Frank Null
| Ter Is not the man to forget .eiug put upon
his back before a lot of kaffit7s and white folk
| too. Perhaps that Jantje i, sober bv now. y
This conversation took place upon the follow
| ing morning, as they sat upon the veranda
after breakfast. 81 will go and call him, and
we will hear what this story is about his
father and bis mother"
Presently he returned, followed by the rag
| ged, dirty looking little Hottentot, who took
off his hat and squatted down on the drive
looking very miserable and ashamed of him
self, in the full glare of the African sun, to
the effects of which he appeared to be totally
impervious.
Now, Jantje. listen to me-" said the old
man. Yesterday you got drunk again.
| Well, I'm not going to talk about that now
except to say that if l find or hear of your
being drunk once more-you leave this
place"
Eyes, baas," said the Hottentot meekly. ~
was drunk, though not very; only had hall
| a bottle of Cape Smoke"
"By getting drunk you made quarrel with
Baas Muller, so that blows passed between
Baas Muller and the baas here on your &C
count, which was more than you are worth.
| Now when Baas Muller had struck you, you
| said that he had shot your father and your
mother. Was that lie, or what did you
mean by saying it,"
! III was no lie, baas.' said the Hottentot.